To be honest, Long Tian did not have a deep understanding of the power of the innate level before. Apart from the real level of the sky and being able to control the external and internal force, the power of the innate level did not increase his combat power much. He just had a lot more ability to adapt to the situation and could be unexpected.

But now seeing the power of Hebiweng, Long Tian had already made a decision in his heart that he must step up his own cultivation.

At this time, it was useless to think so much. He was still suppressed by He Biweng in the battle. Lingbo Weibu moved back and forth in a few feet of land, almost guaranteeing his temporary safety.

"Swish!"

Long Tian felt that it was not a solution to continue like this. He directly opened his right palm and bounced his five fingers in a row, which had already released his most powerful attack. The six colorful light sword energy shot away quickly towards the blue air in front of He Biweng's palm.

When He Biweng saw the six sword energy, his eyes narrowed, felt the power contained in it, and did not dare to neglect at all. He moved the internal force in his palm faster, laying invisible lines of defense layer by layer in front of him.

“Buzz…”

Long Tian's sword energy, which was moving forward in the blue light, could not move forward. Even if Long Tian used his mental control, he had not yet entered, and only made the sword energy tremble in the resistance of the frost and cold air.

He Biweng added strength again in his hand, and the six sword energy disappeared and slowly disintegrated into the air.

Hebiweng laughed a few times and said, "I didn't expect that you are just a second-level innate cultivation, with deep internal strength and even more skillful light skills. I just happened to meet me. In order to satisfy the princess, I can't let you go!"

While speaking, the internal force He Biweng set up around him actually contracted to the middle, and in the end it was only more than meter.

In this small space, no matter how outstanding Long Tian’s light skills are, they will inevitably be threatened by He Biweng.

"Brother Long, I'm here!"

At this time, Zhang Wuji finally asked Lu Zhanke from behind and flew towards Long Tian. Behind him, Lu Zhanke chased him reluctantly, his old face full of surprise.

No one would think of Zhang Wuji's age, but Lu Zhanke only had three punches and two kicks against Zhang Wuji, and he already knew that the opponent's strength was no less than any martial arts power he had ever seen. The internal force of the anode was like the natural nemesis of his Xuanming Divine Palm.

This contrast made him shocked, and Zhang Wuji instantly found a flaw, and successfully drove away his fortune. The evil Taoist Su Lao, who had been famous for decades, was defeated by a young man who was not old. This feeling would never be much better.

Lu Zhanke shouted directly: "Junior brother, what are you waiting for? Take action quickly, don't let the princess wait in a hurry!"

He did not say that he had let Zhang Wuji escape, but instead threw the blame for his poor work to Hebiweng.

He Biweng had no twists and turns in his heart. After listening to his senior brother's instructions, he replied "yes" loudly and immediately rushed towards Long Tian.

His Xuanming Divine Palm had already reached the highest level, and was backed by the third level of innate cultivation. However, at this moment, it had been stacked on his palm to an extremely terrifying level. When the palm power hit Long Tian, ​​a cold that could freeze the body completely wrapped around Long Tian.

"Oops!"

Before the others could see it, Lu Zhanke was suddenly shocked. Although his junior brother had high martial arts skills, he was a little reckless. When he shouted, he seemed to have forgotten that his real purpose was just to teach a lesson, not to kill. This Xuanming palm power in Hebiweng's palm, which had been superimposed several times, would be a big deal if Zhang Sanfeng could eat it in front of him. It is a blessing that the second-level warrior of the innate level is seriously injured.

But He Biweng has taken action, and Long Tian is inseparable from it.

"Brother Long!"

Zhang Wuji's eyes widened, trying hard to block Long Tian and He Biweng, but he was too close to Long Tian, ​​so he could no longer catch up with him, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"when--"

Just when everyone present thought that Long Tian was in danger, a golden light flowed out of Long Tian’s body and wrapped him up. Above the golden light, a five-clawed golden dragon was cruising back and forth, and the divine horse was very good.

"Supreme Dragon Ring: It can form an absolute defense for three seconds, and it is only available once in a day. More functions are to be turned on."

Long Tian really didn't expect that the Supreme Dragon Ring obtained from the early stage of the game made another contribution. Without this absolute defense, under the power of Hebiweng's palm, Long Tian would probably go offline and rest for three days.

If that was the case, he wouldn't even know where to complain. Ye Tian wouldn't succeed in calculating like that. If he ended up falling into a tough woman, God would be unable to see her.

"This is..." Both Zhang Wuji and Xuan Ming were shocked by the magic of being born on Long Tian, ​​and there was no next move for a while.

"Hen Hebi, what are you doing?!"

A figure ran out of the boudoir and rushed to Long Tian's side. However, Zhao Min felt the power of Hebiweng's palm power after realizing it, and walked out under inexplicable impulse.

When He Biweng saw Zhao Min, he hurriedly restrained his internal strength around him, but his mind was still a little confused: "Isn't it that princess, you said you want to teach him a lesson..."

Zhao Min stopped a few steps away from Ye Tian, ​​and looked at Long Tian, ​​who was unscathed, and a smile appeared on her lips. But when He Biweng heard the words, she suddenly restrained the expression on her face, restored the arrogant and unruly princess, and scolded: "I said it was a lesson, but did I say I want to kill him? He Biweng, He Biweng, you are too blatant in your own initiative, right?"

He Biweng was stunned. He didn't know why Zhao Min was so angry. He defended himself: "I...I didn't want to kill him, but I just didn't have time to restrain my palm power. Princess, the head of a rags, is dead or alive and—"

"Junior brother, don't talk nonsense!"

Before Hebiweng finished speaking, Lu Zhanke pulled him suddenly, cut off the words behind him, and then solemnly clasped his fists to Zhao Min and said, "Princess, you know that my junior brother is addicted to drinking all day long, and now he is a little slow in his mind. I have misunderstood what you meant. It really shouldn't be. As a senior brother, I have unnoticed responsibilities. I hope you will forgive me."

"Okay, okay." Zhao Min waved his hand impatiently and said, "You two will go back first and make the following arrangements with Master Yuanzhen. Just have Master Ku accompany me here."

"This... Princess Shaomin, there is only one Master Ku, but these two..."

"Um?"
Chapter completed!